Church?
Alright. I know I’ve been purposely avoiding the topic for some time now with just about everyone from my wife to my family to my best friends, but fuck it. I need to get this off my chest. Last night the wife and I were talking about going to church today since it would be our last chance to go till I get back from deployment. We eventually agreed we should go and decided we would go to the same church Glenn & I used to sometimes go to (East Coast Baptist). Well this morning we didn’t go because I didn’t want to. The truth is, I have no desire to go to church. There are a number of reasons for this. Some are too personal to mention on an open forum such as my blog, but I’ll express a few reasons for your entertainment.
For one, most people that go to church act no differently than anyone else outside of church. They just put their fake-ass “everything’s okay” mask on when they’re in that building, then right outside you can find that same person cursing their child out for slamming the car door too hard. I know this is probably a broad generalized accusation but it seems more and more accurate the more I observe.
For two, there are too many differences in denominations that just piss me off because they are so petty, but because their members insist that their way is the only way, they make a big fucking deal about it. Two examples of theses: styles of music (a cappella vs. instrumental, traditional vs. modern) and baptism (which style is the right one, and is it required for entry in heaven). There are a thousand and one more I could mention, but this is already long enough a blog as it is.
Three, which goes with number two, is that all these people are so stuck in their ways, to the point that they can’t accept anyone who sees even one fucking thing differently than them, whether that topic be religious, political, social, or anything else. Mainly though, I’m referring to interpretation of the Bible.
These are a few (not all by far) of the reasons I decided to put a hault on my desire to become a youth minister. At one point I thought it was my calling. Now I am not so sure. I’d hate to get stuck in a field such as religion where everyone is constantly judging your every action. Buster, if you’re reading this, you know exactly what I’m talking about.
Now don’t get me wrong, I do believe in most general Christian principals, but I believe most Christians read to much into it and are way too judgmental of each other, especially when they themselves are completely incapable of fulfilling their roles and responsibilities. So I don’t see the need or have the desire to attend church and associate with these people. It just seems like it’s more trouble and drama than it’s worth.
In closing, I have nothing against the Christian faith itself, because I do follow it to a certain degree, I just have a huge problem with the two-faced assholes who claim they follow it the the “T” and turn around and will stab you in the back at the first sign of hardship, trial, or conflict.
